Most People Think I Paint Fast. I

The Richness I Achieve Comes From Nature, The Source Of My Inspiration.

I've Done What I Could As A Painter And That Seems To Me To Be Sufficient. I Don't Want To Be Compared To The Great Masters Of The Past, And My Painting Is Open To Criticism; That's Enough.

What Is It That's Taken Hold Of Me, For Me To Carry On Like This In Relentless Pursuit Of Something Beyond My Powers?

I Despise The Opinion Of The Press And The So-called Critics.

I'm Not Performing Miracles, I'm Using Up And Wasting A Lot Of Paint.